Aldo Kraas

Rookie (July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

Flowers Grow Out Of Our Grave - Poem by Aldo Kraas

Flrowers grow out of our grave
And we can't see it
Because we are dead
And buried underneath the earth
And on top of us
They laid the grass, tree, and flowers
But again we can't see it
Because we are dead
We parted from the earth some time ago
Our loved ones that are alived will be able to see
The flowers growing out of our grave


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2009



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